All Chapters of A Billionaire's Dirty Secrets (Secret Sins Club Book 1): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I felt the light tapping of his fingers on my cheek and it woke me up. He was just waiting for me to open my eyes, and then he was carrying me in his arms to the showers. It was a big room, and actually luxurious, and the bath could carry about four grown people. Warm shower poured down on us as I trembled water he’d carefully put me down. He soaped me, shampooed and conditioned my hair, his hands gentle and his handsome face lazy and content. I stared more. He actually looked happy. Seeing me watching, he lowered his head and kissed me softly, carefully. My lips felt so sore and I appreciated his thoughtfulness. Once cleaned, he covered me with a robe and a big towel, blow-dried my long hair quickly, his hands so expertly doing this job that I knew he had done this so many times. I didn’t even feel envy of the other women. I might never see him again after this, but he’s given me an experience I would be incredibly grateful for for the rest of my life.Because someone understood me.

“I took a nap because I knew those people in that party will tire me,” I confessed. I wasn’t actually a full-pledged people person. I was half my father’s daughter, and my father was known—literally—as a hermit when he was alive.“I know. I wasn’t keen on waking you up, really, but Mom called, and we needed to get to the road. So why are you blushing? What were you dreaming about?” He has a small frown as he asked that. Only Gian to ask seriously about something that was’t part of his planned day.“Cake and wine and, maybe, ice cream,” I replied mock-wistfully. I was used to our banter. If he ever suspected I was having a wet dream, he would be the last person who would think to tease me about it. The sister he never had. A made-up little sister. You don’t tease little sisters about men they fuck in their dreams. Even if you knew she had a huge crush on you.Especially that.I knew he knew exactly how I felt about him. What’s worse? It’s nothing. A moot point, really, because all the

I FIRST met Brandon at one of Gian’s cousins’ parties. He made it obvious he liked me from the very beginning. He made sure he was at every other party I would be at since that first meeting, would stay next to me, and wouldn’t go away as much as was possible. As I’d said, Gian was generally tolerant of him. In my book, that meant he was okay.Handsome, smart, and charming, he tickled my heart. He got my phone number, and we started chatting even when we were not together in my free time.We started dating, and he was very gentlemanly. He was smart and we could talk for hours. I was never bored when we were together. He was boyfriend material. My mom already advised me that I could start dating, but to make sure I do it properly and not rush things or be impulsive like the rest of the young people had, she’d said. She reminded me I and Anna were raised better than that.Yes, we were not allowed to date when still in school. Yes, even when I was in college. Finishing college firs

I WAS shocked at first. I had never seen him that angry with me or anyone else. In the back of my mind, I still wondered what he’d said to Shiela to make her look truly sickly and pitiful, even to me, after everything she had shouted at me out there. But then I got very angry because I wasn’t the one who sneaked through professional security guards to get to someone who didn’t want to see me anymore. I had to admit to the woman’s ingenuity. But she was still bat-crazy. Who the hell would do what she just did if not a crazy person?And then he tells me it was my fault?“It’s my job to filter your guests when you are busy with something important,” I explained, but I was already scowling back at him.“Your job isn’t to let anyone speak to you like that! You should have called me!”“But Gian—”“If you ever do that again, you’ll go back to your parents. You can’t cut it here!”I was shocked. Okay, so I was also a personal friend. I should have expected his anger. But I didn’t expect

SHIELA attended the party with her grandmother, Doña Lucia, in a slinky black dress that left nothing to the imagination.She also brought a date—handsome, tall, younger than Gian, and, most probably, a rich heir to one of the old money.I pitied him. He almost got choked a few times by the way the woman would grab and cling to him whenever Gian was near. Technically, I was, too, since I was by his side since arrival.But kudos to him, it did not take long for him to realize what was going on and he couldn’t get far away from Shiela fast enough. He flirted loudly with other women for good measure, too.And me?If the initial reason to stay near Gian was for guys presumably attracted to the sexy dress, that’s not it anymore.Shiela’s poisonous looks thrown my way were efficient enough to glue me by Gian’s side.If looks could kill, I would be over ten times murdered.So, instead of focusing on the conversation about real estate properties worth investing on that the guys were talking ab